I’m not sure why but from a young age I have hated the color pink. As I got older, it was a more conscious decision, as I saw myself less and less like the “girlie” girls and more as a tomboy. For years I saw the color as representing a whole side of the feminine that I wanted nothing to do with and never believed I could be a part of.
I didn’t want to spend lot ‘o time doing my hair and make up. I didn’t “care” if people thought that I was attractive or beautiful because I didn’t’ believe that I was. I thought that those girls in pink had something that I just didn’t have. They had style and confidence and to be honest I didn’t like them very much for it.
I should say that I was raised pretty conservatively and though they may not have meant to send such messages, it was clear from a young age that red and dressing “too provocatively” were very bad things. This fed the ideas that those girls who let themselves be attractive and not shy from attentions had to have something wrong with them. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that little girls should look like they are twenty. I’m saying I wish I had felt beautiful and not worried that I was being “bad.”
Sometime during college I started wearing purple and I look good in plums and eggplant colors. Having pinkish skin there’s really no way around it. Then when I started teaching I branched out into salmon and coral. Which really look very good on me but there was apart of me that just refused to buy anything that was straight up pink.
Well…it started with the pink earrings and a few garments that had pink in them but it was not the main color. Then the other day out of no where I picked up this pick t-shirt and didn’t think twice. On my way out of the store I stopped by accessories and found this great scarf that has pink, yellow and cream in it and thought, ” this will go with a lot of my stuff.” And there you have it, I am a pink snob no more.
I know there is a lot of back story there about loving myself, being okay with being attractive and getting noticed that happened before this seemingly simple shift could occur. But here I am on a Friday morning all decked out in pink and loving it.